i will go buy the new oculus pro vr headset, they will put me in a virtual world where i can play games with others. it will be not easy to acquire here in China, probably not easy to use either. if it were simple I would quit the game. therefore we make the quest complicated. we collect things that are hard to amass, we form layered relationships, we find further ways to reconstruct the matter we were given. games and dances, like bees or flourishing funguses, moving this way and that forming ever complicated webs of meaning.

as i look around at the world, i recall that we brought none of this stuff here. that it was always waiting, all from the earth. the computers, the cars, the clothing and the structures. all man made from the pieces of things that were here and awaiting our inventions. a million different things now at our fingertips, all wrapped in plastics and awaiting our purchases. we keep creating, mulling around looking for the next mousetrap, the next thing to grab our attention and others. an insatiable thirst to move around, to keep the games going.

is there ever a point where we have played enough, or do the games simply dissolve into a slower and slower race. where at some point you get too old and tired to pick up the cards, to shuffle them. we are born and are raised to be old enough to be taught the rules. we are then reared to a point where we can go off and play the games with others. the two-sided mountain tells me that there is a point and it is pointless, depending on the way you are looking at it. in order to play the game well, you must take it serious, but if you lose at the game it is best played off as it did not matter at all. the choices, like all the games and all the items out there, are infinite. a variable amount of interest to partake is all it takes. sitting watching others play is also a choice.